We Are Flowers In Dark Love Poem by Peter S. Quinn

We are flowers in dark love
Only for pleasures minutes to come
Like drifts in the clouds above
Come here to be somewhere from

Listen to the words of your heart
Every root is on the rise gone
Giving its moments before depart
To carry our seeds on and on

Yesterday dreams into darkness
Nothing but its moments to go
Within every color of its starkness
When sunshine will return in glow

Then comes the night in heart waves
Singing a song of its sadness
Following a love song that craves
On to your touch and your madness

Nothing to give or to take
Only the flowers of its darkish mood
Feeling that shadows might up wake
On to the street’s blossoms nude

The summer is coming like evening
On to the glow of the night
When every gleam in dim will sing
To follow the lost glow in bright


This poem was expressly written for Bashung: http: //www.flickr.com/photos/benheine/3365028529/in/set-72157619815300019/